My Corner: So I wrote this when I was also working on Prince of Peace...I know I should focus, but I have a bad attention span. Plus I'm not really sure how to get it where I want it...The dots don't want to connect. I had to change one of the words because it would probably be censored, LOL. Silly Crimson, anywho, have fun. This is yet another one-shot.

<p align="center"><i>One Way Mirror</i></p>
He sat there and refused to look at her. He never looked at her. It was like he didn’t know she was there. He was only a few feet away, and yet he wouldn’t look at her. She would touch him if she could, but she couldn’t. They had been best friends; they had been the best of friends. Their bond was so strong it would stand the test of time.

But, now, he wouldn’t look at her. A few days ago he had revealed his feelings for her. He had wanted to be more than friends, more than best friends. She never had a chance to answer.

The girl stood, her bare feet met the cold floor. She never took her eyes off of him, willing him to look at her. But, he never did. Anguish and misery welled up within her. Her slim frame shook visibly from the torrent of emotions. The cruel unfairness of it all suppressed her mind.

Tears flooded down her cheeks, and she grit her teeth. She wanted to tell him her answer; she wanted him to look at her. Why wouldn’t he look at her?!

The mental leash controlling her snapped and she lashed out. Her fists pounded against the glass separating the two of them. She wailed and screamed.

“Look at me, David!” She screeched in agony. Her vision clouded by tears and her voice weak from lack of use. “Turn around and look at me!”

She yelled at him, commanded him to listen to her. David did not answer, he ignored her cries and her screams. He ignored her desperation. How dare he, how dare he ignore her!

“David,” she shrieked, “David you jerk, stop ignoring me!”

People ran down the halls towards her, not even noticing David. But all she saw was David. He was all there was. The others were faceless to her, he was everything.

The door opened and people flooded into her room, her cage. “David!” She yelled and yelled his name. He still ignored her; he still didn’t turn to look at her.

Hands grabbed her, their muffled voices reached her ears. She struggled and fought; she fought and screamed; and she screamed and cried. Her wails fell on his deaf ears, he wouldn’t look at her.

A sharp pain shot through her arm, the pricking of a needle. Her eyes fogged and her mind swam. “My answer,” she yelled as the world hazed over. “Don’t you want to know it David?”

Her body slackened and her eyes drifted shut. Her softened voice called out to him one last time, “my answer is yes.”

Once again, an awesome story! I really do love yours! I wish that I had time to take it in, but a storm is getting close to my house...It was very emotional. I don't think I could be as good as you, even if I got better. 9/10 Because no one is perfect. Even though this should be a 10/10.

Thu Jun 28, 2007 10:34 am

Crimson

Pokemon Ranger

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LOL, I'm sure you'll get better than me. Don't forget I've been writing for over three years now and I'm almost always pumping these one-shots out [I wrote three in the span of 6 days *shrug*]. And I'm always reading so I see all sorts of styles and things like that.

3. My computer itself- It was working fine until today, and now I can't use Firefox. That is how I made sure I had good grammar. So now it might be worse! Anyway. I still love this, and if I ever hated Pokemon, I would still stay on this site to read your stories. (Just wondering, do you post any of these stories in the Young Writers Society Page or whatever?)

Just like your MEDICATION right? Awsome. And now this is my second fave. Yes.

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Fri Jun 29, 2007 7:45 pm

Crimson

Pokemon Ranger

Joined: Sun May 07, 2006 2:33 pmPosts: 716Location: USA EST

Yeah, Medication is also set in a psychiatric ward...different characters. I didn't realize the similarities until I finished this one.

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Fri Jun 29, 2007 7:50 pm

Crimson

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If anyone's curious to know, I used an altered version of this story for English class recently. It was for a project based loosely around The Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer, during the Medieval Ages. My class was split into three groups and we had to write a pilgrimage (which is what the tales was basically) and then tell a tale.

Now, most kids used funny personal tales, but I'm not very good with comedy so I decided to use one of my short stories and make it sound like a personal story. Obviously, parts had to be altered and such.

While I was up telling my story (keep in mind I had no notes or anything) I started getting really nervous. So nervous, in fact, I started to visibly tremble, even my voice shook. I also ended up triping over some words. Well, in the middle of my story my teacher asked if I was going to be alright, since my voice was shaking a lot of kids thought I was about to burst into tears over this "horrible memory." I also led them to believe that she had been in our school during our 9th grade year, but was new so not many people knew her.

At the end, I hopped of the stool and said "Thank you for believing my lie." There was a moment of silence before my teacher said "Wait that wasn't real?" Of course I said no and when she said, "but you were so upset," I honestly said that I had gotten really nervous. Most of my class mates had similar reactions and had been trying to figure out who the girl was. There were only a few who didn't believe my story because I had told them before what I was going to do. So, some of my class mates are still irked that I had tricked them. After my tale I didn't stop shaking for over 10 minutes. I was really happy, I thought I'd ruin it in the middle of my tale by cracking out laughing or something like that.

That's my random story of the day...that and I'm nearly done with the latest chapters for Prince of Peace and Guessing Game.

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Fri Oct 12, 2007 6:42 pm

The Obsidian Wolf

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Joined: Wed Sep 27, 2006 12:03 amPosts: 1559Location: Dragon's Den

NIce, I really like that (in some sort of sadistic way, though..enjoying someone else's pain?) Well, it would be more accurate to say that I liked the way it was conveyed, and in saying that, take complement.

And I did work it out, that she was in a psychiatric ward. I thought it was school to begin with. Sort of shows what love can do to a person...

Your anecdote about reading it out in class is actually quite amusing! I used to get really nervous reading things out in front of the class, and I used to shake as well. I can see why they thought that it was part of the story though, considering the plot and weight of the plot. I'm more confident as a speaker now, though, so I don't have that problem much anymore.

Glad you bumped this Crimson, gives me a chance to read it.

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Sat Oct 13, 2007 11:47 am

Ghost Writer

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Joined: Wed Mar 14, 2007 6:45 pmPosts: 382Location: Searching for the place all the Abra teleport to. I'm going to crash their party.

Lol, Crimson gets stage fright? Wow.

This was a great story. And who said you're not great at comedy? You made your whole class laugh after you told your "horrible memory".

This story was great. I really liked it. And it is very similar to Medication. At first, I thought that her friend was really there, but that he was being contained in a police interrogation room, and that she had been called there as a witness or something to give evidence against some crime he committed.

I'm typically very good at public speaking, that was actually my first experience with stage fright. I had thought about it later and I think I was more nervous since this was a story I had written. I think I was (subconciously) afriad they'd hate it and that would somehow reflect back on me as a writer.

They didn't laugh...they actually yelled at me for tricking them. I laughed at that...Anyway, Obsidian, I have links to all of my stories in my library which is around here somewhere.

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